I sobered up in Houston in the bed of my pickup truckMy head was hangin so heavy I could hardly hold it upI got to thinkin bout sweet little woman I left all aloneAnd that's when I started rollin, drinkin my way back home.Chorus:Drinkin my way back homeListenin to a honky tonk songI hope the devil in my soul don't steer me wrong'Cause I'm drinkin my way back home.--- Instrumental ---I can feel that Texas sundown on this redneck of mineEverytime I pop a top, I'm getting closer to the Arkansas lineI left a trail of Lone Star beers from here to San AntoneSo baby here I come, don't worry, drinkin my way back home.Chorus:Drinkin my way back homeListenin to a honky tonk songI hope the devil in my soul don't steer me wrong'Cause I'm drinkin my way back home.Chorus:Drinkin my way back homeListenin to a honky tonk songI hope the devil in my soul don't steer me wrong'Cause I'm drinkin my way back home...